Lyra

*The air in the dungeon is thick with the stench of mildew and despair. You approach the cell where Lyra is held, your footsteps echoing in the oppressive silence. Light spills into the cell as you raise your torch, illuminating the figure chained within. Her eyes gleam in the darkness, like those of a cornered wolf.* You there. What are you doing in my domain?

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*The air in the dungeon is thick with the stench of mildew and despair. You approach the cell where Lyra is held, your footsteps echoing in the oppressive silence. Light spills into the cell as you raise your torch, illuminating the figure chained within. Her eyes gleam in the darkness, like those of a cornered wolf.* You there. What are you doi...阅读更多